Amy speaks

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(A lone female voice whispers)


Will you remember me

Like grey smoke slowly rising in London's old Southgate

Each morning as I slowly open my tired red eyes in here
Filled with dark thoughts and whispers of the past

I still think of places in Enfield
I used to visit

Or people who’ve died
I’ve lost in an unholy war

Who have now entered
Gods gates

Now I am forever 27

I always wake up with a body and soul inside that’s slowly crying
With tears that don’t dry on their own

Here in my own dark painful version
Of Heaven

Will you still love me
My old lovers
Tomorrow

Even though you all once knew deep down
Inside
I’m was so addictive but really no good

Hey little rich girl
I once heard you say

But what is it about men
Who just like to play

When you still wake up all alone
Rich but still so poor in Camden

Wearing your deep depression like a familiar loved cherished
Old coat of darkened dreams
In tandem

Which still sing and silently
Screams

I now know
There is no greater love
Than the Almighty

For to know him is to
Love him even more

My day will come
Like me and Mrs. Jones

Love is maybe a losing game
Where you pull in
Fuck me black heels and white pumps

Where your soul is love drunk on cheap vodka and
From long lines of
Tempting cocaine

I now watch in silence at
All those subtle moments

As my life on this big screen in here
Flows

Forever tumbling like forgotten red and golden
Autumn leaves

As I stand
Close to the front of
This Great In-Between

You may be wondering
If I still visit London
Or Enfield

My answer is always
Yes

For
My reflection in gilded silver mirrors

I still see
In passing shop windows

Whispers of doubts slowly
Still
Swim on the molten surfaces of my mind

Seeking out all my hidden kingdoms
As me they always stalk and follow

Looking for lost shores to walk and run upon
And remain there
Haunting me forever

In some of my vintage old clothes

Especially through
Half time

When the black cockerel crows
And the
Great Golden Horn blows

Some say I was always doomed

Just
Another singer simply eating
And drinking
New and old

Pharmaceutical and alcoholic treasures

Walking the long mirage filled ancient
Winding roads

Towards
A certain death or salvation
But still a winding
Road to the end

Filled and overflowing
With such darkness

I thought was just there
For my pleasure

But through the blurred white lines
And the distorted visions

I speak this

My life’s story is
A song for just you

I believe my soul will soar again

In time
My inner faith will create a silver bridge
To leave this dark pathway to self-destruction

And instead, lead to my own spiritual
Resurrection

For I believe
Jesus died on the cross for me

All I can do to repay his sacred
Belief

His sacrifice

Is to conquer all my demons
And share my inner dreams
I used to bury

So deeply hidden within me

Before I am called back
By he who always calls

To fade forever into the
Black

Before I go
Can I ask a question
Of you

Swear on your
Body and soul in the middle
Of this dark night

Standing between all those
You still love but also those

Who you know still cheat

We’ll always be best friends
Right

For fame and love is such a losing game and I need you
To always remember my name

I was simply thrown under the
Freedom Train as I couldn’t hold on any longer

Due to my everlasting
Pain

Remember me
My name is Amy

Remember meMy name is Amy

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 07, 2021 ⏰

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